Argh...the week two blues hit me late. Once I started letting the doubts in, they got everywhere and splattered paint all over my novel.
Now I'm convinced that my characters are terrible and have no personality, especially Salem, and Cinni is copying the personality of Tori (my other character.) My plot has managed to stay strong, but not strong enough to save my characters. I'm also convinced that my story is too sad. All I do is hurt my pointless characters and blah, blah, blah. You get the picture.
Well, that's where my "inner-editor" comes in. Everyone has one. Whether it edits words that come out your mouth (or don't) or your writing (like me) they suck. They want to go back, reread, rewrite, fix the numerous grammatical mistakes I'm sure are in there, or, better yet, screw the whole thing and go back to writing what I usually do.
Yeah. You see my problem.
So, I threw in a rainbow, my characters had a religious moment, and now I'm going to do a happy scene. I have yet to resort to ninjas. But it's coming...
Inner-editor, prepare to meet duct tape (or better yet, the twins,)
-Alice :)
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